#mood kind of bled into today too so this was nice to sit down n reply to!!

[angeltrapz]

hey dude 💚 sorry yr having a shit night too— chainshipping ask tho! I’m always down to head more thoughts abt just. things they do to make th other person smile. but also favorite things to do together? not necessarily Big Activities but the lil domestic stuff (like cooking, maybe chores they do together, etc) that’s just better bc they’re Both doing it

Yeah it was a. rough one kdjks... ty <33

I'm always game to talk abt things they do to make the other smile!! One I think about all the time is the simple act of getting things for each other? Maybe sometimes before they even realize they want said thing, or that they need said thing. As you've mentioned b4 I do think Adam has one of those lavender-scented stuffed animals that you can put in the microwave (I have!! the celebration bear one, who naturally is named Lawrence bc he's blue... and uh... I associate teddy bears. w him) and sometimes, when Adam is doing poorly and has gone nonverbal, Lawrence will just be like "Oh! I know what might help!” so he’ll grab the husky from the bedroom (got Rlly attached to that idea when you mentioned it <33) and pop it in the microwave for a minute, rounding back to the couch to hand Adam one of his shirts to snuggle in and a kiss on the forehead. When he gets Adam’s husky from the microwave and hands it to him, Adam just kinda has a moment like oh... I didn’t even have to ask... and he smiles, for the first time that day, and honestly? It rlly does help, to have someone who knows what might comfort you/knows what types of things do, and who just. Does those things when you need them, sometimes without prompt. It’s an intimate kind of knowledge, and it makes Adam feel all warm on the inside.

Another good example of this is Adam making sure Lawrence has his cane while he's walking around the apartment, esp those first few months when he's just getting used to using it - because he's still learning + trying to get used to walking with his (properly fitted) prosthetic, he often left the cane in random places because Adam would often offer his arm if Lawrence needed it (which, again, took some time for him to be okay with, but Adam always tells him it's okay to need help sometimes), and it would frustrate him because he'd be sitting on the couch like "I. I don't know where I put it." but Adam will be like "It's okay, I know where it is!" and it's as simple as that! Lawrence can't help but smile when Adam hands it to him because Adam just. He gets how hard it is. It's so simple to Adam but to Lawrence it means a whole lot. <3

Something else is that Lawrence will remind him to eat. I've touched on this a little bit b4, but Adam has issues with food that extend past textures and tastes and such - his eating is very disordered, and has been since childhood. He doesn't eat three meals a day, sometimes he hardly eats anything at all (usually the bare minimum that will allow him to take his medications without getting sick), he tends to gravitate towards snacks/easy foods that aren't necessarily super healthy, and combined with him already being underweight + having spent the last seven or eight years since leaving his parents' place at 18 getting by on very little, it causes him frequent dizzy spells/fainting episodes. It also takes him a while to realize that hey, I don't have to spread my meals out anymore, I don't have to worry about getting food, and I don't have to feel guilty about eating when I'm hungry. I think Lawrence is a very observant person by nature, and while he might not understand it fully right away, I think he'd definitely realize that some of these issues are tied to the state of the apartment he'd seen only once + Adam's life from before.

So he doesn't force him to eat, obviously, because that doesn't work and helps no one, but he will definitely be like "Hey, I know you're not feeling great today, but why don't I grab you a granola bar or something? We have those oranges you like too. I just want to make sure you don't give yourself a headache or get sick." and admittedly Adam is. Not used to that kind of regard whatsoever. But it feels so much easier to at least eat something small when he knows Lawrence sees him, understands that it's hard and isn't forcing anything out of him. I do think that once they settle into a routine after moving in together, some of that becomes a little bit easier because hey, he's not living paycheck to paycheck, he doesn't have to survive off of ramen and monster energy, he's allowed to eat and not worry about what happens after. The stress of worrying about groceries is definitely nonexistent with Lawrence, and that takes so much weight off of Adam's shoulders; not to embtion the fact that Lawrence is also conscious about his same foods, and makes sure they've always got some in the kitchen. It's not easy, but having someone care about him so much, someone who wants to make sure he's eating right and caring about him like that always makes Adam smile a little bit.

For Lawrence, I think a big thing is just like... seeing Adam hanging out with Diana? There's nothing that will put a smile on his face faster than coming home from work to find the two of them in the living room, a Disney movie (or The Princess Bride!) playing in the background while Diana paints Adam's nails bright glittery blue and pink, because she wanted to practice patterns and she really likes the glitter. Her nails are already painted black with a glitter coat on top - "Adam's nails always look so pretty like that, and he said maybe I couldn't do full black, so he put glitter on them too!" - and he's sitting there, hand spread out on the coffee table while they both sit on the floor, talking about anything and everything that pops into Diana's head, and Lawrence just kind of stands there and watches for a little while. His two favourite people, relaxing together, enjoying each other's company. Adam turns around and Lawrence has always got this huge grin on his face, just like, "Oh, don't mind me. What was it you were talking about, Diana?" which of course prompts her to jump up to give him a huge hug, but after that she's right back to painting Adam's nails, and Lawrence is more than content to just sit in and listen. (He also absolutely adores finding Adam reading to her before bed, because he does voices and everything. He gets a little bit embarrassed about it at first, but once he sees Lawrence watching them with the most loving look he thinks he's ever seen, he just blushes, smiles back, and continues. Sometimes Lawrence joins in, but not always, because then it becomes a competition of voices and they'll never get Diana to bed if she's laughing too hard!!)

Another is that Adam is really good at pulling him out of his own head. He can usually tell when Lawrence is thinking way too hard about something, or when he's beating himself up for some perceived slight he feels he's somehow performed, or when something is bothering him and he's debating whether or not to bring it up for fear of bothering Adam. Often times he'll just sit beside him wherever he is, or lead him somewhere to sit down if they're standing, and he'll just guide Lawrence's head to rest on his chest and he'll just talk softly, making sure Lawrence isn't sitting in silence, knowing that Lawrence doesn't typically feel up to talking himself right away. He'll run his fingers through his hair and tell him about his day, or something he saw while scrolling through his phone/on TV, sometimes he'll read to him, basically just letting him know that hey, I'm right here, I know you're not doing great right now, and that's okay. I'm here for you. Lawrence cries sometimes when Adam does this, the relief of being held + feeling safe enough to express his emotions making it easier, but he smiles by the end of it because he knows how much Adam loves him + wants to make sure he's okay, and he knows that Adam isn't going to judge him. It's the safety of it all. <3

Favourite things to do together!!! Like you mentioned I like to think they do chores together! It’s just more fun that way. Again as you’ve mentioned b4, I think Adam has some difficulty with the dishes despite liking the repetitiveness of the task, both because of textures and because of his shaky hands - so what they do is Lawrence will wash the plates themselves and then hand them off to Adam, who will dry them and put them away/the strainer! They both find it helps a lot to just be around each other like this, listening to the radio above the stove and bumping hips, tapping their feet, sometimes humming along if they know the song well enough. It’s just a nice little routine. (Sometimes they dance in the kitchen after, and sometimes to the goofiest pop songs Adam has ever heard, but if you heard that, no you didn't.)

They like folding laundry together, too! That one is just because it's fun. Lawrence will toss him one or two of his shirts while they're warm because he knows Adam likes the feeling + stealing Lawrence's clothes, and every now and then Adam will throw a washcloth at him just 'cause he thinks it's funny (it is, especially bc Lawrence's gut response is to throw it back?? so they look like two dorks bc they're just throwing it back and forth???), and it's just a nice way to share space. Sometimes they get a bit too caught up in whatever is on TV (its on bc they both need background noise) and end up just sitting against the couch, two baskets of laundry on either side of them, and then eventually Adam will be like "Okay babe I think we should probably finish folding clothes now," and Lawrence will just groan like "I forgot that's what we were doing. Damn it." and they take a moment to laugh before they finish up. (Adam Loves hearing Lawrence swear bc he doesn't do it often, so even smth as simple as "damn it" cracks him up for a good minute lmao!!)

I do think they also enjoy cooking together!! Adam will hand him ingredients/assist in cutting vegetables/what have you; I think, for the most part, that Lawrence does the majority of the cooking, but Adam does help where he can! Sometimes he'll just hop up onto the counter and hand Lawrence things as he needs them, and Lawrence thanks him with either a squeeze to his hand or a kiss on the cheek, and Adam will joke about how he's basically just sitting there looking pretty, but he learns very quickly that Lawrence will just be like "Well, you DO look very pretty, so I think that's fine," and it ends with Adam red in the face but smiling into his hands anyway. The payoff is always a nice meal that they can sit down to together, and it's just such a peaceful, enjoyable thing for them to do together!!

Other than those three they'll take turns doing chores for each other - sweeping, dusting, tidying up the bathroom, things like that just to help each other out <3

#saw #adam #lawrence #asks #thank you so so much <33 #mood kind of bled into today too so this was nice to sit down n reply to!! #once again giving adam a lot of my food issues... im healthier now but it was bad for a while #I think abt them so much!!! many thoughts head full!! #hey the washcloth thing? I do that #its fun when yr w your friends hdjdmdkd #aaaa I loved answering this!! #long post #diana #FORGOT TO TAG MY GIRL im sorry diana

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The Dove and Her Hound - CH. Six

Title: Sheltered From the Storm

Words: 1,258

Warnings: None that I can see. Maybe Arya being a pain in the ass, but that’s about it. No swearing or mature content.

A/N: Our three main characters go by different names in this chapter. MC is Lara, Arya is Ava, and Sandor is Marcel. I explain a bit in the chapter, but I know so many names can get confusing. 

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 “I think it’s gonna rain soon,” you said, frowning at the sky.

 “Where are we?” Arya asked as she plucked a root from the ground.

 “Near Fair Market. I think,” Sandor replied.

 “You think? Do you have a map?”

 “Does it look like I have a map?”

 “Well maybe you should get one.”

“Why don’t you point out the next map shop you see and I’ll buy you one.” You let out a giggle.

 “How far to the Eyrie?” You asked as the three of you walked back to the horses.

 “Not far.”

 “Are you sure we’re going the right way?” Arya quipped. She was in a mood today that was for sure.

 “We’re going the right way, don’t worry. We’ll see Aunt Lysa soon.” You gave Arya a small smile and a pat on the cheek.

 “We should find some shelter,” you said to Sandor. “A storm is coming.”

 “Aye, one is.” He took your hand and pulled you close. “We’ll find something.”

 “Seven Blessings to you,” someone said above you. Looking up, you saw a man and his young daughter.

 “What do you want?” Sandor asked him.

 “What do I want? This is my land.”

 “I’m standing on it, makes it my land.”

 “We were just watering our horses. We’ll be on our way,” Arya said. She stood up. “Forgive my father. He was wounded in the war and our cottage burned down while he was gone.”

 “We’re just trying to find a place to put down some roots,” you said sweetly, holding onto Sandor’s arm. “My husband can be a little too brash at times.”

 “Which House did he fight for?” The man asked you.

 “The Tully’s of Riverrun,” you said. The man looked between the three of you.

 “There’s a storm coming. You’ll be wanting a roof tonight. There’s hay in the barn,” he offered. “And Sally here makes a delicious stew like her mom used to do.”

 “We’re very grateful for your hospitality,” you said, bowing your head slightly.

 “We don’t have much but any man who’s bled for House Tully is welcome to it.” With a smug look on your face, you looked at Sandor and Arya. Arya looked back with the same expression and Sandor just pinched you lightly. You giggled and kissed his cheek.

 ---

 It had started to rain a little before you got to the cottage. It wasn’t too much to where you were drenched, but enough to feel the wet. Inside the house was a fireplace that was already lit, a table, and a small bed. A door was on one side and you couldn’t tell where it led. The man took your cloak and hung it by the fire to dry. You and Arya sat in front of the fire to warm up while the little girl made the stew and the two men went and collected more wood. With a shiver, you stood up and made your way to the girl.

 “What’s your name?” You asked her.

 “It’s Sally.”

 “Well it’s nice to meet you, Sally. Is there anything I can do to help make supper?”

 “You can cut the vegetables if you’d like.”

 The two of you made supper and you got to know the girl a little more. Her mother had died of an injury when she was young and ever since then it had been just her and her father. She was happy and healthy though, so she didn’t complain. Sandor walked in to the sight of you teasing the young girl, making her laugh. Your eyes met and you smiled softly at him before returning your attention to the child.

 “Your wife is very kind. I haven’t seen Sally really smile like that since her mother was alive,” the man said.

 “Aye. She’s very kind. Sometimes too kind.”

 “I never got your names. Mine is Issac.”

 “My husband’s is Marcel. Our daughters is Ava and mine is Lara,” you piped up from the kitchen. “Ava, help Sally set the table. Supper is almost ready.”

 “Yes, mother,” Arya said, obediently getting up to help.

 “Ah, you are guests you don’t have to do that,” Issac said.

 “Nonsense. You are sheltering my family from the storm outside. It’s the least I can do,” you said with a wave of the wooden spoon. He looked like he wanted to argue, but Sandor put a hand on his shoulder.

 “It’s best not to argue with that one. She’s so stubborn she can give an ass a run for its money.” Arya let out a snort and you glared at him.

 “Keep talking like that and you won’t get any food, dear husband.” Your voice was steely and Sandor gulped. Arya laughed and you turned your attention to her.

 “It’ll happen to you too, if you don’t behave yourself,” you warned. Arya stopped laughing and quickly went to grab the bowls and spoons for the meal.

 “What about me?” Sally said with a tug on your tunic. You crouched down to her height and pinched her cheek.

 “You can have all the food you want, sweetheart,” you cooed. She smiled brightly and waltzed over to her father.

 “I’m a sweetheart!” She said happily.

 “That you are,” her father agreed. “Now let’s go wash up for supper.”

 The two of them went to the wash basin across the room and Sandor came up to you. He wrapped his arms around your waist and put his chin on the top of your head.

 “Are you going to deny me some food, lovely wife?” He said.

 “Are you going to stop being a prick?” You shot back. Sandor tightened his grip on your waist. Your breath hitched.

 “Not the time,” you said lowly.

 He leaned down to whisper in your ear, “That’s not what you were saying last night.”

 With one last squeeze to your middle and a kiss on your cheek, Sandor went to wash up with Arya. Your cheeks were red and your gut humming as you recalled what had transpired the night before. You were only jerked out of your thoughts when Arya touched your shoulder.

 “Mother? You can go wash up now. Sally’s going to finish with the food.”

 “Thank you, love,” you said to Arya, kissing her head. “Go sit down, I’ll be right over.”

 ---

 Dinner had gone off with only a few minor hitches. You had to stop Arya and Sandor from drinking directly from their bowls and to remind Sandor that he was in the presence of a child and that he shouldn’t curse. You doted on little Sally when you could and had helped with the cleanup after the meal. Sandor kept you close to him and you were grateful for the extra warmth. It was only when Arya and Sally both yawned at the same time that it was time for bed.

 “Let me put Sally in the bed then I’ll lead you to the barn,” Issac said. He picked up his little girl and Sandor picked up Arya. She tried to protest, but you shushed her.

 “Just go to sleep, Ava. It’s okay,” you murmured, brushing hair out of her face. Arya tried to keep the sleep at bay, but lost the battle. Before Issac came back she was out like a light.

 “This way.” He led you outside and opened the door to the barn.

 “If you end up needing anything, please let me know.”

 “We will. Thank you very much for everything,” you said. Sandor had carried Arya inside and you followed.

 “Goodnight, Issac.”

 “Goodnight, Lara.”

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[decika]

Bts reaction to you having bad period cramps. Thanks :^)

Got ya, I know the feeling girl xD

Jin:—-  I feel like Jin would be super nice to you and get you chocolate and just have a movie night with you.My stomach rumbled again and I rubbed it trying to alleviate the pain. “It still hurts?” Jin asked from the doorway. He knew that I started my period this morning when he saw me dive for the bathroom and had been keeping an eye on me since.

“Well, I mean it is satan’s waterfall.” I said shrugging. He narrowed his eyes at my joke before cracking a smile. 

“I got you some chocolate.” He said smirking as my expression changed. I knew that I was looking sour before but I didn’t realize how bitter I must looked to convince Jin that I needed chocolate. “We can watch romance movies, today just happens to be my day off.” He winked at me before moving to sit next to me on the couch.

“Just happens to be?” I asked, the question in my voice. He laughed and threw an arm around my shoulders.

“Well, I might have called in sick,” he smirked. I punched his shoulder before stealing the chocolate from his hands.

“You’re a life saver.” I whispered leaning up to kiss his cheek.

Suga:—  I feel like Suga would be more of a silent helper. He wouldn’t really know what to do to help you and would just kind of hang around in case you needed anything.

I twisted on my side trying to get more comfortable on the dining room chair. It’s hard wood dug into my back, but I just shook my head and continued to scroll through google. My project was due soon and I couldn’t afford to waste time because of the cramps.

“Y/N, shouldn’t you take a break?” Yoongi asked from his seat next to me. I glanced at him nervously. Normally when I sat in the dining room to do my work he left me alone in favor of the living room or bedroom.

“Why are you here?” I asked then brought my hands to my lips. “Sorry, that sounded harsh. It’s just normally you hangout in the bedroom.”

“I’m hurt Y/N. You don’t think I noticed that you’re on your period?”

“Wait,” I whispered. “What does that have to do with you being here, next to me? When I’m trying to work.”

“I just wanted to make sure you didn’t need anything.” He replied bluntly before turning back to his book. “You’ve been at this for almost two hours you should take a break.”

“It’s due soon, I don’t have the ti-”

“Y/N please,” he implored. I sighed and closed my laptop.

“Not like I’ll get any work with you sitting next to me anyway,” I joked. He smiled and pulled me into the living room to watch some tv.

Rap Monster:—  God he would try so hard… but fail so much. rofl I really feel like he would try to help out but like Yoongi have no idea what to do.

“Y/N come here,” Namjoon called. I groaned and pulled my teddy bear closer.

“Nooooo, I refuse.” I called back rolling into the covers.

“Y/N.” He was closer now. Just inside the doorway. “Come on before I pull the covers off.”

“Namjoon,” I pleaded. “This isn’t fair. You know I’m on my period.”

“Y/N, please.”

I sighed and pushed off the bed lifting my arms into the air. “Carry me then.” He chuckled and pulled me up off the bed. Pushing my head into his neck I could almost ignore the tiny monster in my belly and before I knew it we were in the kitchen.

“Namjoon?” I asked hesitantly. “What’s going on?” Little brown squares littered a baking sheet and stared at him curiously.

“I made you chocolate.” He whispered rubbing the back of his neck. “Everyone always says chocolate is helpful on periods and I thought handmade chocolate would make you feel better so I called Jin and he helped me.”

I smiled and pulled his head closer so I could peck his cheek then slid down his arms. The chocolate felt safe in my hands despite his nickname and so I proceeded to lick it before putting it my mouth and biting down. I choked and spit out onto my hand.

“Are you okay?” He asked worriedly and I nodded setting the rock solid chocolate back onto the baking sheet.

“Honey, I know its the thought that counts and I love you for trying, but you aren’t allowed in the kitchen anymore.” I joked and he chuckled, hugging me from behind.

J-Hope:—   Sorry this one is so short. J-Hope would be all cuddles though.

“Jagi~” the singsong voice penetrated my ears and I smiled as I felt arms wrap around my waist. 

“What is it?” I asked as he pushed his head into my neck.

“I just thought you needed a hug,” he explained. 

“A hug,” I questioned. “Why?” He pulled away from my neck and pulled me around to look at him, his cheeks lightly flushed. 

“All the blogs I looked at said girls enjoy hugs on their periods. Something about feeling happy and loved being helpful.” He mumbled to himself as if unsure about the justification. 

I smiled and dragged myself closer, burying my head into his chest. “They weren’t lying.” I whispered, smiling as he tightened his arms and lent his head on mine. 

Jimin:—-  Merlin help me, I’m trying not to be bias wrecked. 

Jimin groaned when I texted him that I needed new pads. I could tell because of the slight pause in his replies before his single reply of ‘okay’. The hated week that I bled wasn’t just hated by me, but Jimin as well. 

It wasn’t uncommon for him to find me in weird places during that week: on the kitchen floor or the living room floor because I’m to tired to get up or in the bathtub for hours because it helps ease my cramps. The first couple of periods I had when we living together he helped me out and got me pain medicine, made me food. 

Now, the week was shared between with constant groans and little spouts of anger when my mood escalated. I crawled out of bed as I heard the front door open and close. Making my way into the doorway I could only see Jimin’s back before he disappeared into the living room.

“Jimin?!” I called.

“In here!” He yelled back from what I assumed was still the living room. I sighed and pulled my t-shirt tighter around my stomach before walking down the hallway and into Jimin’s chest. He had just turned the corner, for what I can only assume was to greet me, and I found my head soundly crushed against his shoulders.

“You okay?” He asked pulling my head up and tilting it from side to side.

“Yea, its not bad.” I reassured him grabbing his hands and pulling them off my face. I held onto them longing for contact. He smiled and pulling me flush to his side turned back into the living room. A giant white stuffed bear sat on the couch, looking at me. “Jimin!” I yelled, ecstatic. “Is that?”

I couldn’t finish already rushing forward to pull the bear into my arms.

“For when I’m not here,” he explained grinning. “I know you like cuddling on your period so I got the bear for when I’m not here.” My mouth was stretched from ear to ear and I hugged the bear tightly swinging from side to side. He opened his arms up and looked at me expectantly, “Don’t make me jealous of a bear Y/N,” he joked.

I smiled and just squeezed the bear tight to my chest. “You’re the best.” He pouted but I could see the smile pulling at his lips because of my teasing.

“I know,” he chuckled.

Taehyung:—  Man, the maknae line kills me -.-

“Do you want anything to eat?” Taehyung asked. We were snuggled up on the couch watching a rerun of W, yet I was getting hungry.

“Actually,” I whispered cautiously. He only smiled at me knowing I was checking to make sure he was okay with getting me something. “Can you grab me some strawberries?”

He chuckled and disentangled himself from me, heading into the kitchen. “You want a drink?” He called and I heard the fridge open.

“I’m okay,” I yelled back. I smiled as he re-entered the room with a box of strawberries and bit my lip in anticipation. He smirked and leaned down pulling my lips against his own.

“You shouldn’t tempt like that if you just want to watch movies,” he warned. I grabbed the box of strawberries from his hand and pushed one into my mouth. I couldn’t help it when one of my eyebrows went up at his statement.

He sighed and sunk back into the couch wrapping my arms back around his waist. “I’ll refrain.” He whispered leaning down to place a kiss on my hair.

“You’re too good for me,” I smiled grabbing another strawberry.

“No,” he said seriously. “You’re the one who is to good for me.”

Jungkook:—  This poor boy has no idea.

“What’s that smell?” I asked stumbling into the kitchen. Jungkook smiled down at me as he stirred whatever had died and crawled into his dish.

“I’m making mac and cheese for dinner. I figured you wouldn’t want to cook since you’re on your period.” His face suggested he expected not only my approval, but my gratitude. However, I was in a bad mood. 

“Kookie, that smells horrible.” I stated bluntly and his smile faded. I swallowed as something entered my throat before continuing. “You should have just let me make dinner.”

His mouth curved into an oval shape before soundly snapping shut. “Fine, I won’t make you dinner every again.”

“Kook-”

“No, I’m going to Tae’s.” He interrupted throwing the plastic dish in the trash. He didn’t look at me as he left and I pulled at my skin wondering why I attacked him for doing something nice.

He didn’t come back until the next morning, stumbling into the quiet house with little grace. I had even less grace as I ran forward tackling him. He slammed into the wall behind him, but his arms wrapped around me tightly. 

“I’m sorry I left,” he whispered. His voice sounded hoarse and I knew he went to a karaoke place with Taehyung to get out his anger.

“No, its my fault. I let my hormones control me. It won’t happen again.” I snuggled my head into his chest and let him pull me over to the sofa. He kissed my forehead silently trying to assess whether or not I was going to cry.

“I’m really sorry,” I whispered. The frog was back in my throat and I cleared it loudly before continuing. “Your mac and cheese is actually really good and I hope you make it again.”

He smiled and I wondered why I would ever want to make him angry. He looked absolutely angelic like this. “Of course I will.”

A/N~ This was really fun to do. Thanks for the request -It did turn out a lot longer than I thought it would. xD#bts reactions #bts